The two of them are now in total darkness, this is Liucheng, and this place is very desolate.

Duan He left, no longer following Chu Xiao's steps. Now the two of them are in the field, just lying like this.

Duan He suddenly felt a little sorry for Li Siqiu, his decision hurt her.

"Sister, sing me a song." Duan He suddenly spoke.

Li Siqiu nodded and sang beautifully:

The Mengxia garden is long and the buildings are reflected in the pond. The Buddha's birthday is prosperous and the incense is prosperous, and the famous garden is rich and peonyy. The rainy season is afraid of sticking to the new embroidered socks, and the flowers return to the horseshoe fragrance. Who knew that the flowers were lost, and the people of Yulou were hurt by the scene.

What I show is that Lin Daiyu returned to Xiaoxiang Pavilion and couldn't get up when she was sick. I don't take medicine, I don't need ginseng, I don't eat rice, I don't taste porridge. During the day, I was fascinated and tired, and I stayed awake all night and hated to leak long. There was a time when the intestines were burning and the whole body was hot, and sometimes the cold sweat was stained and I was afraid of cold. The thin willow waist has no handful, and the sick apricot face is burnt and yellow. The warbler coughing constantly is hoarse, and the delicate panting is difficult to stop. The lips cracked into white paper, and the tears flowed ****. How can a sick child be harmed day after day, and how can the body be injured from time to time. She knows that her weak body can't support it, and she is afraid that she will not live long in the world, and it is nothing more than a limited time.

I secretly thought of how thin my life has been since ancient times, who is like me and I am lonely and miserable, and I am very sad. Just left the swaddling clothes and suffered misfortune, Chunxuan lost the high hall early. There are no brothers or sisters, and I am left alone, and I am sad. Pity me for a weak girl who has not left the boudoir, and how many days have I gotten to the end of the world. When I went to stay at my aunt's house in Beijing, I often remembered that I could not forget the depths of my kindness. Although I am a close relative, I have a body to rely on, but it is difficult to raise my breath under the eaves of people. Although my grandmother loves me, how can I be careful about the subtle twists and turns. In addition, the old man is short of spirit, and his children and grandchildren are numerous, where do they dare to spoil and spoil like their own mother. My uncle and aunt didn't care about anything, and the guests treated each other normally. Sister Feng wants to get everything, but she just can't stand the light on her face. Whoever is good with the sisters in the garden is afraid of famine because there are many people talking and causing famine. Those girls are more difficult to deal with, Rao is so humble as I am, but I am crazy. Only by keeping one's identity can others be contemptible, and only by breaking one's heart can one be healthy. sang and sang with the class all day long, and I didn't know where the leaves were rooted. This is called being under the fence of others, and only ending up with your own sweet and sour taste. There is also that cousin Baoyu is often close, and the two of us have lived together since childhood. The ears and temples are not far from the inch, and there is always a pair of shadows. How can there be such a merry man in the world, as the saying goes, it is easy to ask for priceless treasures, it is rare to find this affectionate man.

He is about the same age as me, and he is one year older than me, so he is also quite talented and good-looking. They never said anything outside their mouths, and secretly guessed each other's details. He has also borrowed ancient sayings to reveal his heart, and he has also consulted Zen Feng to hide dumb riddles. I changed my face several times and was angry and blocked with words, but he was still pleasant and always looked good. Therefore, I have a little heart on him, hey, I count on the earth to last forever.

Unexpectedly, the demon lost his true nature, and when the matter came, he had no idea. Listening to the words of the stupid eldest sister in the garden, it was clear that a ball of fire turned into coldness. Pity me for a few years of love has passed away, and a dream has paid Huang Liang. I want to confront him in person, and ask him why he is unconscionable. Sister Bao Su Rikong said that she was good with me, but who knew that she was a life-urging ghost and a demon king. She is now a mandarin duck at night into the gold account, and I am now a lonely goose in the autumn wind and the sunset. She is now famous for flowers and planted in the Yao Garden, and I am now next to the budding road. She is now a fish and water contract with a joint eye, and I am now crying with tears. She is now wearing flowers and butterflies to dance in the wind, and I am now wearing cold dew and frost and long nights. It's hard for her to boast of her virtue and virtuousness, God, but why did you give birth to your beautiful mandarin duck who took possession of me, and you hurt your sisters.

Lin Daiyu's illness is very serious, and Zijuan is very attentive. She knew that her heart disease had to be cured, but she didn't dare to say that she was afraid that she would sink again. The waiter on the side whispered and persuaded him, saying "Girl! Ever since I got sick. The mind is short and the body is thin, and the water and rice have reached the lips these days. I can't cry enough every day, even the hard-hitting people are sad when they hear me. You don't believe that if you look in the mirror, you look even more different than you were at the beginning. I don't know where the root of the disease begins, and it must not be added to the cold outside. Who can know what is going on in their own hearts. Asking him for half a sentence is just a distraction, suffocating a person alive.

Daiyu said that I didn't care about anything, and it should be a disaster every year. I'm sick day by day, where can I still hope to get better, but I just resign myself to fate. There is no fun in living in the world, so it is better not to see my eyes and ears. Zijuan said girl, what are you talking about, don't you want to open your mouth and kill yourself. How much our ancestors love you, and see you like a treasure in the palm of their hands. If it is an accident or a mistake, how can she be forbidden in Bai Gaonian. A brother and sister-in-law and sisters, which one doesn't bother for you. What's more, the second master Baoyu is very anxious, and he doesn't leave the door every day. When Lin Daiyu heard Baoyu mention, she couldn't help but be angry and sank her face. Said Zijuan, these people don't want you to mention it, who is my kiss who knows the pain.

Zijuan said that the girl doesn't have to be too persistent, her body is worth a thousand catties. Everything is light, girl, you are a literate person.

Daiyu said that Hugh should mention books and words, this kind of thing is the most misleading. After studying, there is a demonic barrier, and when you recognize words, you will be emotional. I regret that I shouldn't have learned to read sentences from my teacher, and what Tang Shina said in Chinese. I think I read it when I was a child, and I tried my best to write poems and songs. It's better to be a mediocre woman who doesn't know a word, she prefers Feng Guanxia to be a lady. It's better not to learn after thinking about it, the article is wrong for me, and I am wrong for youth. I can't climb to the top of the jade hall and golden horse, and I can't meet my bosom friend in the mountains and mountains. How to teach the handwriting of the daughter's family to the boy to see, and the others who provoked him smiled at him. It's better to destroy it completely, and turn a moment of unforgettable bones into dust. A volume of poetry manuscripts was placed on the table, and Zijuan was asked to take the pillow and store it. Barely struggling to sit up. Carefully open it and don't remember it. A piece of brocade embroidery, a word of resentment, a word of resentment and tears. I once remembered that the catkins wrote words to praise the handsomeness, and I once remembered that the begonias were fresh. I once remembered the inscription Mingyue in the Concave Crystal Museum, and I once remembered the score of the Suqin in the Lucui Nunnery. I once remembered the new order in Yihong Courtyard, and I remembered the old text on Qiushuangzhai. I once remembered holding the food and making the wine Chongyangfu, and I remembered hanging the five beautiful songs of the past and the present. Now that the slave body will soon return to the loess, it should also turn into dust. Busy teaching Zijuan Shipa, see Shipa, such as seeing the original gift. I think this Panai is Baoyu with me, and I will give it to me to cherish the inscription poem and write my heart. The infinite heart is in twenty-eight words, and the spots around the words are all tears. To this day, the hearts of people are still changing, and the old dreams are like floating clouds. Tell the purple cuckoo to add more charcoal to the furnace, and burn all the poems and poems. Zijuan said that it was a pity, and Daiyu said that the idiot girl knew my heart. I still give this wisdom back to heaven and earth. I recognize the truth when I look back at my troubles. Xiang Xi's good sentences are eliminated, and there is no grievance **** to pass on the misfortune to future generations.

Sing it, Li Siqiu's eyes were full of tears, and he didn't know who he remembered in his heart

(End of chapter)

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